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candy-cane madness
Contributed by
surge_joebot
on
Wednesday, 3rd November 2004 @ 07:25:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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Bells on my pants and blue flavoured glitter in my eyes.
There is an empty boulevard filled with broken people.
Spots on the backs of their hands - diamond coated bellies.
"how ark, how ark?" Maddness they tile...
Tiles and tiles.
Oh why aren't thou breathing?
Sugar cubes cry and buy dairy farms.
Music notes fall from the playing devise.
A bird falls, flies, and goes in a backwards motion.
Breathe and breathe and suffocate closely...
On my candy-cane maddness
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Re: candy-cane madness
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sir_Odd87 on
Sunday, 2nd January 2005 @ 07:36:51 AM AEST (User
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No offense intended, but this one didn't exactly strike me as humor. I thought it was kind of strange, in a disturbing, twisted kind of way... |
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